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sajira’s eyes softened, and I caressed her cheek, tempted to kiss her in that moment. “The thing that changed my mind was the way he’s treated me…the way he’s treated you…the last few months. There’s no way i could think he could flip the switch and be the man I married. We have both changed so much since we got into this.”
    This was where the comparisons stopped. She’d been married a lot longer than me, and there was no easy way to throw things away in the blink of an eye. I understood her temptation to stay with her husband, and no amount of convincing or cajoling would be able to sway her if that was where her heart lied. At the end of the day, it was still her decision, whether Daddy or Goddess were involved in the decision or not.
    I secretly wished she wasn’t thinking about it as much as I was. “Whatever you decide you want to do, i’m with you.”
    â€œThanks, sis, that means a lot, considering you had to make thedecision you made.” sajira reached up to kiss my cheek. “For the longest, i’d hoped you would come back to us, but i knew you had to get some things out of your system, too. In my heart, i knew you would be back, regardless of the circumstances, because this is who we are. It’s hard to go back to the vanilla world and think we can function like nothing ever happened.”
    I hated it when she was right. Hate it or love it, there are things in the kink community that trump the larger mainstream in ways that only those who have been around long enough could possibly understand. There’s something about being surrounded by people who really “get” you, and that’s something hard to find, even with all the kinky books that have come to light lately.
    I was about to say something else to continue our conversation now that sajira was beginning to feel more like herself, when she looked over my shoulder and raised her eyebrow. “Someone’s staring at us.”
    I quickly turned around and tried to quickly hide my facial expression. I was not in the mood to deal with this man, and my defenses were up immediately.
    Sir Lyrical walked in our direction once he recognized my face.
    I blew air as I found myself struggling to keep the Alpha in me behaved. sajira was confused at my rising anger as he drew closer to our personal space. “shamise, what’s wrong? Do you know this guy walking toward us?”
    â€œYes, unfortunately, i do, sajira, but you’re gonna have to trust me, there’s something about this guy I’m not too happy with.” I moved closer to her ear to whisper the rest of the information. “He pushed up on Goddess, trying to get some private time with Her.”
    sajira’s eyes widened for a moment before she changed her expression, trying not to tip Lyrical that we might have been talkingabout him. Funny thing was, I had a suspicion he would think we were anyway, even if we weren’t.
    The smug look on his face and the smile that spread across his lips sent a wave of discomfort through me. “Good afternoon, shamise. I hope your day has been going well. And who might this lovely woman be sitting with you?”
    sajira felt my fingers tighten their grip around her wrist, and almost as though she were taking a silent cue from me, she moved into protocol before she spoke. “Sir, my name is sajira, sister of sajira and amani, and princess of the House of Kemet-Ka. May i inquire as to whom You are, Sir?”
    Lyrical’s eyes roamed and lingered all over sajira’s body, further angering me. After a few seconds of enjoying the view, he finally responded, “My name is Sir Lyrical, sajira. If you don’t mind Me saying so, that is a beautiful slave name you have. your Master and Mistress must be very proud of you, too.”
    â€œForgive me for correcting You, Sir, but the proper reference to Master Ramesses and Lady Neferterri in our presence would